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Clo. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very "untuneable.

i Page. You are deceiv'd, fir; we kept time, we lost not our time.

Clo. By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with you; and God mend your voices.-Come, Audrey.



Another Part of the Forest. Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, Oliver, and

Celia. Duke Sen. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy Can do all this that he hath promised ?

Orla. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not ; * As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.

Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Plebe. Rof. Patience once more, whiles our compact is urg'd: You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, [To the Duke. You will bestow her on Orlando here? Duke Sen. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with

her. Rof. And you say, you will have her, when I bring her ?

[To Orlando. Orla. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.

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Ros. You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing?

[To Pbebe. Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after.

Ref. But, if you do refuse to marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd ?

Phe. So is the bargain,
Rof. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will ?

[To Silvius. Sil. Though to have her and death were both one thing.

Ref. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. Keep you your word, o duke, to give your daughter ;You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter :Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me; Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,

If she refuse me:-and from hence I go, • To make these doubts ali even.

[Exeunt Rosalind, and Celia. Duke Sen. I do remember in this shepherd-boy Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.

Orla. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him,
Methought, he was a brother to your daughter :
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born;
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.

Enter Clown, and Audrey. Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are call’d fools.

Clo. Salutation and greeting to you all!
Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome : This is the

motleymotley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest : he hath been a courtier, he swears.

Clo. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my pura gation. I have trod a measure ; I have flatter'd a lady ; I have been politick with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three taylors ; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Jaq. And how was that ta'en up ?

Clo. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause.

Jaq. How seventh cause ?-Good my lord, like this fellow.

Duke Sen. I like him very well.

Clo. God'ild you, fir ; * I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear ; according as marriage binds, and blood breaks :-A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favour'd thing, sir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man elfe will: Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very 2 swift and sententious.

Clo. According to the fool's bolt, fir, and such a dulcet diseases.

Jaq. But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause ?

Clo. Upon a lye seven times removed ;-Bear your body more seeming, Audrey :-as thus, sir. I did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was: This is called the Retort courteous. If I sent him word


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again, it was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please himself: This is call'd the Quip modest. If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment : This is call'd the Reply churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, 1 spake not true. This is call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lye. This is called the Countercheck quarrelsome : and so to the Lye circumstantial, and the Lye dire&t.

Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not well cut?

Clo. I durst go no further than the Lye circumstantial, nor he durst not give me the Lye direét; and so we measur'd swords, and parted.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lye ?

Clo. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book ; as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous ; the second, the Quip modeft ; the third, the Reply churlish; the fourth, the Reproof valiant ; the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lye with circumstance; the seventh, the Lye direct. All these you may avoid, but the Lye direct; and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If, as, If you said so, then I said fo; and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker ; much virtue in If.

Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord ? he's good at any thing, and yet a fool.

b'disabled my judgment :]-call'd my judgment in question, disputed it.

by the book ;]-of Vincentio Saviole, of honour and honourable quarrels.


Dyke Sen. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.



Enter Hymen, Rosalind in woman's cloaths, and Celia.

Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
Wben earthly things made even

Atone together.
Good duke, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from heaven brought her,

Yea, brought her bither ;
That thou might'st join ber band with bis,
Wbofe beart within his bofom is.

Ref. 'To you I give myself, for I am yours.

[To the Duke. To you I give myself, for I am yours. [To Orlando,

Duke Sen. If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter.
Orla. If there be truth in ' shape, you are my Rosalind.

Phe. If sight and shape be true,
Why then,-my love adieu !
Ref. I'll have no father, if you be not he:

[To the Duke: I'll have no husband, if you be not he:- [To Orlando. Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. (To Phebe. Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion :

'Tis I must make conclusion

Of these most strange events :
Here's eight that must take hands,
To join in Hymen's bands,

If truth holds true contents.

lak, or dilger fight.

& like a stalking-horse,]--as a malk, or disguise.

Atone)-accord, agree,


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